golden scales

Needless to say, there is a truth, soldiers are going to the battlefield.

The source of this sentence is hard to verify, it was originally a plain saying by an unknown trainer.It's just that the vernacular of this sentence is too plain, depriving all logical arguments, and directly giving a conclusion.Such perfect brainwashing words are naturally written on the wall, printed on paper, and hung in dormitories, cafeterias, playgrounds and other places where they can be seen.

If the various opera troupes invited by the General Training Department do not sing this sentence dozens of times with their own unique singing voice, their performance will be incomplete.

Therefore, the soldiers in Heduzhai didn't think about whether this battle should be fought, or whether they could not fight, because there is no need to talk about this reason.

Chang Zhifan never thought about how many soldiers would die in the desperate resistance of Heduzhai, how many lives would be turned into dust... That is the business of the literati. The casualties are just numbers.Those who can't do this can only send him the words "compassion does not control soldiers" and go to study for the number one scholar.

The guards at Heduzhai did not retreat, either because someone prevented them from retreating, or they had no conditions to retreat.The former is impossible because he did not give Lu Qiaochu the command.The latter is very likely, most likely because the fleet just went to the west bank to deliver food and has not returned yet.

Since the defenders failed to retreat, based on Chang Zhifan's understanding of Lu Qiaochu, the trainer who "loves soldiers like his son" will definitely not leave alone.

His fears were quickly confirmed.

Wang Zhong sent the news: there is no fleet in Hedu village, but the fleet was found unloading grain on the west bank.

Zhao Wei walked up to Chang Zhifan and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qian, why don't you send a team to reinforce it?"

"One game... Isn't that a waste of fuel?" Chang Zhifan shook his head: "It doesn't help."

"Then Lu coaches..."

"The general will inevitably die immediately... how can there be so many thoughtful things on the battlefield." Chang Zhifan said sonorously, but in his heart he regretted his lack of consideration.Sending Lu Qiaochu to Hedu Village, he can only hope that his capable subordinates can subdue Lu Qiaochu with brute force, and then send her across the river.

——Sigh, women shouldn't be involved in the battlefield.

Chang Zhifan sighed in his heart.

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"Presumptuous! How did you barge in! Get out!" The daughter-in-law of the Mei family yelled out in horror, yelling loudly.

"Mr. Xu, what's the matter with you?" Lu Qiaochu reached out his hand to block the fury of the Mei family's daughter-in-law, and calmly looked at Mr. Xu Cheng who broke into the tent.She came in to change clothes.He just took off his fat coat and outer robe, and now he is standing in front of a man in a middle coat. If he had been at home two years ago, he would have been so ashamed and angry that he would have died.

However, on the battlefield, there are so many blood-stained warriors shaking in front of their eyes, what is it to see people in their shirts?

"Teacher, you have to go now." Xu Cheng clasped his fists and saluted.He had been waiting for the opportunity to bring Lu Qiaochu down, and then took her on the last ferry with his cronies under the pretext of a sudden illness.But Lu Qiaochu has been active in front of the battle.Make it difficult for him to start.Finally, when Lu Qiaochu said that he wanted to "change clothes", he found this opportunity.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Xu Cheng deliberately slowed down a step and broke into the tent, but he didn't expect that Lu Qiaochu was really changing clothes, not "changing clothes".

But don't worry about these details, the key point is to complete Mr. Qian's explanation.

Xu Cheng took two steps forward.For a while, I couldn't do anything.

I've always been afraid of not being able to beat someone to death, but now I'm afraid of hitting too hard...

Xu Cheng raised his hand, just a little hesitant.Suddenly there was a flash in front of his eyes, and he could only hear his clothes ripping through the air, and a soft but firm force suddenly came from his arm... Before he could understand, his feet softened inexplicably, and he was already lying on his back with a thud .

Xu Cheng shook his head in disbelief, the tip of the long knife was already gently touching his throat.

"Are you trying to knock me out and send me away?" Lu Qiaochu asked in a deep voice.

Xu Cheng looked away in pain, acquiescing.He still didn't know why he fell to the ground, that moment of lightning and flint left only a blank in his mind, it was as if he had been possessed by a demon!

——"Humble job has been studying and practicing martial arts since childhood, and archery on horseback. The knives used in daily practice also weigh fifty or sixty catties. Three or two ordinary men may not be able to get close. Not to mention being a training officer, even a flag captain, humble job is also confident Capable!"

It turns out.Lu Qiaochu didn't brag in front of the crown prince, and was a little humble.

Lu Qiaochu put away the knife and said nothing, calmly took the women's clothing from the terrified eyes of Mei's daughter-in-law, and put it on carefully.This dress was borrowed from the Mei family's daughter-in-law, and it was a little too big for her, and the waist could be restrained with a girdle, but the wrists could only be accommodated with leggings.

"Isn't it a bit too plain?" Lu Qiaochu looked down at the effect. Although she could distinguish women's clothing, the servants' clothes were mainly brown and gray, and it was difficult to achieve an eye-catching effect.

When the daughter-in-law of the Mei family couldn't speak, Lu Qiaochu had already walked to the door and pulled down a red flag, tied it up casually, and it became a red cloak.

In the gray world, a touch of bright red suddenly popped out.

Lu Qiaochu took the knife again, turned to Xu Cheng, who was still on the ground stupidly, and said, "President Bai, do you dare to go to battle?"

Xu Cheng stood up, covered his face and ran out, throwing himself into the killing array ahead.

The Tartars attacked more and more quickly, and the gate of the stronghold was lost several times, but they fought back desperately.The casualties of the two armies were basically the same, with more than [-] casualties.For the Ming army, this was already more than [-]% of the battle damage, and it was time to test the morale of the army; for the Tartars, although it was only less than [-]% of the loss, it was still a little scary.

Xu Cheng's turtledove kicked twice, and two Tartars fell off their horses one after another, forcing the Tartars' archers to retreat a little.The power of the horse bow is not as powerful as the infantry bow, and their retreat will have even less impact on the rattan players of the Ming army.

The Donglu armored soldiers who rushed to the forefront were also exhausted. Seeing that the formation of the Ming army had stabilized again, they had to retreat to rest and plan to come back.

"The wounded rest!" Xu Cheng shouted loudly.

"Soldiers!" A female voice overwhelmed Xu Cheng's end, everyone stopped what they were doing, even the wounded forgot to groan, and the entire camp became silent.

"Since ancient times, Han and thieves have been incompatible, this is the way of heaven and earth! Today we put on our perseverance and fight the enemy bravely, just to do justice for the heaven! Not to mention that Huang Ming and I are very close, it is just out of conscience, is it possible? Dare to teach these humas to take the next step?!" Standing on the grain bag, Lu Qiaochu held up his long knife, and said impassionedly: "Although I am a woman, I don't want to share this day with a thief! I, Lu Qiaochu, swear an oath here : If this stronghold survives, I will survive, and if this stronghold is destroyed, I will perish! If the Tartars step into this stronghold, I will kill myself with a knife, and there is no reason to live!"

The soldiers had long known that the trainer was a woman, but this was the first time they saw the trainer in women's clothing.In the past, when I saw Lu Xunjiao wearing a military uniform, I thought she was a woman.Unexpectedly, seeing the real face of a female man today, she changed into a female attire.

Under this double stimulus, morale really boosted.

Seeing that the army's morale is available, Xu Cheng shouted: "Array! Fight out!"

"President Bai," Lu Qiaochu jumped off the pile of grain bags, "Soldiers forming mandarin duck formations cannot defend against cavalry. How about you and I each lead a square formation?"

Xu Cheng was hesitating, when the military judge stood up and said in his usual indifferent tone: "President Bai, the staff department is willing to follow Lu's instruction to form a phalanx to kill the enemy!"

"The little one is waiting to enter the phalanx to kill the enemy!" All the auxiliary soldiers of various colors stood up.

"I'm still waiting for a fight, I beg the chief executive to join the phalanx!" The wounded soldiers stood up one after another, and quite a few of them couldn't even walk, and were dragged to lie down by the medical soldiers.

"Arrangement! Kill the enemy!" Xu Changchang pointed his sword and gestured for the layout of the square formation.

Civilian officers such as military judges and staff officers practiced without interruption every day, and the auxiliary soldiers practiced every day. Although their combat effectiveness was insufficient, it was no problem to form a square formation.Hedu village is also a ferry for the transfer of military rations and military supplies, so there are naturally a lot of long knives and long spears in stock.

At the moment, the number of people was divided into two small square formations of 30 people.Just like the style of a big battle, the former holds a gun, while the latter holds a blunderbuss, sandwiching the mandarin duck killer in the formation.

So far, three or five waves of Donglu's siege have passed, but they did not expect the Ming army to attack in formation.Like suspicious coyotes, they retreated dozens of steps, not daring to dismount to meet the enemy, but just watching the situation.

Holding a long spear, Lu Qiaochu was walking in the front row of the phalanx, and suddenly remembered Jiangnan Shuiguang. At that time, he was just a boy, and he was riding bamboo horses and growing green plums with his brothers in the clan.The scenery in the memory changed in a hurry, and it emerged that I was in cardamom when I was serving my uncle and father drinking and singing.

——War in the south of the city, die in the north, die in the wild without burying crows and eat them...

At that time, my uncle sang "War City South" in Yuefu.

"Zhancheng south, dead Guobei, wild birds can eat without burial!" There was no drumbeat, Lu Qiaochu couldn't help singing loudly, stepping on rustling steps.

"Crows can be eaten if they die in the wild!" Xu Cheng has never read "Han Yuefu", but he has a personal experience of this tragic statement.He followed Lu Qiaochu's tone and echoed loudly.

Why do you need to shroud your body in horse leather when a man died in battle?Let the crows eat it!

"Zhanchengnan!" "Dead Guobei!"

"Wild death is not buried!" "Woo can eat!"

The two phalanxes sang together in turn, and everyone upholds the will to die, stepping forward without fear.

The Tartar cavalry couldn't understand the meaning of the words in the song, but they could feel the decisiveness of dying without regret and being generous.

This is the oath of immortality!

"Array~stop! Raise~gun! Up~gun!" Xu Cheng hissed.

The black fire guns pointed at the Donglu cavalry dozens of steps away, just waiting for them to rush into the armor-piercing range.

Some of the Tartars moved, and seeing that their companions hadn't followed, they reined in their horses and retreated slowly.Finally, the captive who commanded this team could not bear such pressure, and finally let out a long roar, turned the pier, and galloped away towards the southeast.

The Ming army in front, looking at the galloping Tartars, remained motionless, like a bronze sculpture.

The Tartars, who had run far away, stopped their horses, and looked back at the simple walls of the village, as well as the unretreatable Ming army, they still had no choice but to ride their horses away and find another place to cross the river.

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